Monday, June 30, 2008

Cousins Presence in Tagaytay


Will soon scribble stories of our family's visit to Sonya's Garden in Tagaytay, actually, in Batangas already, last Sunday.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

TIto Rene coming home

Tito Rene is coming home. On Tuesday, his ashes will be brought back by my cousins, Renelle, Benjamin and Patrick and their mom. It is a homecoming as it had been his wish to be buried here in the Philippines. Fortunately, Cecile and I still had a chance to talk to him and see him smile when we visited the US last December.

He moved on a few weeks ago. I always use the word “move on” whenever a love one passes away because I believe they really never leave us. Always around us in our minds and hearts. My dad moved on ahead, last June 2001, when Chief and I were in Vietnam.

Am often in tears when I scribble words about him as it does bring back memories of my dad. They are brothers and I guess, by now, both are looking down upon us, also smiling and maybe, excited as their sons and daughters will be sharing a few days together in Manila.

Photo taken last January 2005 during our first visit to the States. My cousins, Renelle, Ben and Patrick with their mom and dad and me! Chief took this photo.

We miss you dad and Tito Rene!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Father's Day

Today is father’s day! And special greetings to our parents, my dad, Hector Velez, who moved on last June 2001 and Chief’s dad, Edwin Gabutina, who continues to move around the Odyssey Record Bars in search of his favorite music.

Earlier, we brought Mom and Dad Gabutina to SM Bacoor for lunch and some shopping. We arrived around 11:30am and the more popular restaurants were already packed. SRO. Max’s Restaurant. Jollibee. Gerry’s Grill. Barrio Fiesta had a couple of free tables and we quickly settled down. Chief ordered grilled squid, lechon kawali (which was really nice and tender), plus boulla baise, a seafood based soup. That was good but the management refused to give us an extra soup bowl. Could have been good PR for Barrio Fiesta?

In a few minutes, the place was packed and we were enjoying our food. Service was a little slow and disorganized. Mom’s “sago and gulaman” never arrived.

Later in the afternoon, Chief and I visited dad at the cemetery. Prayed the rosary. We noticed there were a of people today. Guess, like us, families were visiting their own dads who had moved on.

Wherever you are dad, I miss you. And love you.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Dad

Yesterday was the day my dad moved on. I miss you dad.